Steve found a disheveled and wounded redhead at his doorway during 2 in the morning. It was raining, and she was drenched from head to toe. ----------------------------------------------------------------- "Who are you?" "You need to get out of here." "What?" "Run, Steven, run. Don't let them catch you." ----------------------------------------------------------------- All characters in this story belongs to Marvel. I do not own any of them. The plot of this story belongs to me.